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M. F. 

Aaron Boggs, Freshman, 3 

acts, 254 hrs (,35c) 8 S 

Abbu San of Old Japan, 2 nets, 

2 hrs (35c) 15 

After the Game, 2 acts, l 54 

hrs (25c) 1 9 

All a Mistake, 3 acts, 2 hrs. 

(35c) 4 4 

All on Account of Polly, 3 acts, 

254 hrs (35c) 6 10 

And Home Came Ted, 3 acts, 

2J4 hrs (50c) 6 6 

Arizona Cowboy, 4 acts, 254 

hrs ....(35c) 7 5 

Assisted by Sadie, 4 acts, 254 

his (50c) 6 6 

As a Woman Thinketh, 3 acts, 

2\A hrs (35c) 9 7 

At the End of the Rainbow, 3 

acts, 2-4 hrs (35c) 6 14 

Black Heifer, 3 acts, 2 hrs. 

(25c) 9 3 

Boy Scout Hero, 2 acts, lj:f hrs. 

(25c) • 17 

Boy Scouts' Good Turn, 3 acts, 

1H hrs (25c) 16 2 

Brookdale Farm, 4 acts, 254 

hrs (25c) 7 3 

Brother Josiah, 3 acts, 2 hrs. 

(25c) ■ 7 4 

Busy Liar, 3 acts, 254 h. (25c) 7 4 
Call of the Colors, 2 acts, 154 

hrs (25c) 4 10 

Call of Wohelo, 3 acts, 1^4 

hrs (25c) 10 

Camouflage of Shirley, 3 acts, 

2>4 hrs (35c) 8 10 

Civil Service, 3 acts, 2*4 hrs. 

(35c) 6 5 

College Town, 3 acts, 254 

hrs (35c) 9 8 

Deacon Dubbs, 3 acts, 2% hrs. 

(35c) 5 5 

Deacon Entangled, 3 act.;, 2 hrs. 

(35c) 6 4 

Down in Dixie, 4 acts, 2 '4 

hrs (25c) 8 4 

Dream Th.it Came True, 3 

acts, 2'i hrs (35c) 6 13 

Editor-in-Chief, 1 hr (25c) 10 

Enchanted Wood, l$i h.(35c).Optnl. 
Everyyouth, 3 acts, 154 h. (25c) 7 6 
Face at the Window, 3 acts, 2 

hrs (25c) 4 4 

For the Love of Johnnv, 3 

acts, 254 hrs "(50c) 6 3 

Fun on the Podunk Limited, 

1% hrs (30c) 9 14 

Gettin' Acquainted, 25 mm. 

(35c) 1 2 

Her Honor, the Mayor, 3 acts, 

2 hrs (35c) 3 5 



M. F. 

High School Freshman, 3 acts, 

2 hrs (25c) 12 

Indian Days, 1 hr (50c) 5 2 

In Plum Valley, 4 acts, 254 

hrs (25c) 6 4 

Jayville Junction, 1% hrs.(25c)14 17 
Kicked Out of College, 3 acts, 

2\i hrs (35c) 10 9 

Kingdom of Heart's Content, 3 

acts, 254 hrs (35c) 6 12 

Laughing Cure, 2 acts, lf4 hrs. 

(35c) .- , 4 5 

Lightnouse "Nan, 3 acts, 2 54 

hrs (35c) 5 4 

Little Buckshot, 3 acts, 254 hrs. 

(25c) 7 4 

Little Clodhopper, 3 acts, 2 

hrs (35c) 3 4 

Mirandy's Minstrels. . . . (30c) Optnl. 
Mrs. Tubbs of Shantvtown, 3 

acts, 254 hrs .' . . . (35c) 4 7 

My Irish Rose, 3 acts, 254 hrs. 

(35c) 6 6 

OH Maid's Club, 154 hrs.,(30c) 2 16 
Old Oaken Bucket, 4 acts, 2 

hrs (25c) 8 6 

Old School at Hick'ry Holler, 

1J4 hrs (30c) 12 9 

On the Little Big Horn, 4 acts, 

21/2 hrs (25c) 10 4 

Poor Married Man, 3 acts, 2 

hrs (35c) 4 4 

Prairie Rose, 4 acts, 2'4 h. (35c) 7 4 
Real Thing After All, 3 acts, 

254 hrs (35c) 7 9 

Rustic Romeo, 2 acts, 254 

hrs (35c) 10 12 

Ruth in a Rush, 3 acts, 2'4 

hrs (35c) 5 7 

Safety First, 3 acts, 

254 hrs (35c) 5 5 

Southern Cinderella, 3 acts. 2 

hrs (30c) 7 

Spark of Life, 3 acts, 

2 hrs (25c) 4 4 

Spell of the Image, 3 acts, 2 54 

hrs (35c) 10 10 

Star Bright, 3 acts, 2J4 h. (35c) 6 5 
Those Dreadful Twins, 3 acts, 

2 hrs (25c) 6 4 

Thread of Destiny, 3 acts, 254 

hrs (35c) 9 16 

Tonv, the Convict, 5 acts, 254 

'hrs (25c) 7 4 

Trial of Hearts, 4 acts, 254 hrs. 

(35c) 6 18 

Trip to Storvland, 154 hrs. (25c) 17 23 
Uncle Josh, 4 acts, 254 hrs. (25c) 8 3 
Under Blue Skies, 4 acts. 2 

hrs (35c) 7 10 

When Smith Stepped Out, 3 

acts, 2 hrs (50c) 4 4 

Whose Little Bride Are You? V" 

3 acts, 254 hrs (50c) </f 

Winning Widow, 2 acts, 154 hrs. ' 

(25c) 2 4 



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THE 

Battle of Roaring -Bull 



A BLACK AND COPPER- COLORED 
MASSACRE 

BY 

JEFF BRANEN 

AUTHOR OF 

'The African Golf Club," "A Dark Secret," "The Coon at the 

Door," "An Irish Alibi," "An Irish Stew," "How to Stage 

a Minstrel Show," "Denison's Minstrel Opening 

Choruses and Finales," Etc. 




CHICAGO 
T. S. DENISON & COMPANY 
Publishers 



The Battle of Roaring-Bull 

(For Eleven or More Men.) «£> , 

CHARACTERS. V^ 

Rastus White A Pompous Colored Individual 

Washington Lee 4 Half-Starved Colored Man 

Capt. Nathaniel Black .. Officer of a Colored Regiment 
Big Chief Roaring-Bull. .. Chief of the Exit- Em- Alive s 

Little Chief Snake-Eater Son of His Father 

Old-Man-Afraid-of-His-Feet Of the Same Tribe 

Horse's-Tail A Buck of the Same Tribe 

Tangle-Foot Another Buck 

Hot-Dog Still Another 

Dynamite Not the Last 

Fire- Water One More 

And as many more Indians as there arc blankets, to make 
up a powerful tribe. 



Place — The Wild and Woolly 



Scene — Where the Cruel Redskins Hang Out. 



Time — When You Least Expect It. 



Time of Playing — About a Half-Hour 



COPYRIGHT. 1921, BY JEFF BRANEN. 

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THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 3 

TYPES AND COSTUMES. 

White — A short, stocky, well-fed darky, well groomed 
and autocratic. Wears dark, well-fitting business suit and 
a large-brimmed Stetson hat. His clothes are dusty as he 
enters. 

Lee — A tall, lean, half -starved darky with a haunted 
look. Wears misfit clothes, large sloppy shoes, dilapidated 
brown derby hat. Carries two grips when he enters. 

Black — A dapper darky, aged about thirty, in the uni- 
form of a Captain of the regular army. (Modify uniform 
to comply with regulations.) 

Big Chief — A husky Indian, aged about sixty. Wears 
typical Injun-chief costume with many-feathered head- 
dress. 

Little Chief — A tall, athletic young Indian. Wears 
costume similar to Big Chief, hut with a lone feather in 
his headpiece. 

Old-Man — An aged Indian. Wears flannel shirt, khaki 
trousers, moccasins or black "sneakers" and a blanket ( pref- 
erably red) over his head and shoulders, shawl fashion. 
Wears no feather. All remaining Indians are similarlv 
costumed, without feathers. If it is desired to simplify, the 
bright blanket is all that is needed to get the effect. 

Horse's-Tail — A big buck, tall and athletic. 

Hot-Dog—A squatty buck, muscular and tough. 

Tangle-Foot — A wobbly Indian, with a rum bottle in his 
hand. 

Dynamite — A big, noisy Indian. 

Fire-Water — A murderous-looking redskin with many 
wrinkles in his face. 

Other Indians — Similar to the foregoing. 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 



MAKE-UP. 

White, Lee and Black make up blackface. Do not 
attempt to use home-made burnt cork, as it is unsatisfac- 
tory. Use theatrical burnt cork, prepared for minstrel 
make-up. It goes on smoothly and evenly and is easily 
removed. Do not redden the lips. All the other characters 
are made up with number seventeen grease paint (Indian 
flesh tint.) A full line of make-up materials is carried in 
stock by the publishers. 



PROPERTIES. 

Two grips for Lee. 

Hand mirror for Black. 

Stuffed club for Black. 

Wigs for Lee to bring on as scalps. 

Bottle for Tangle-Foot. 

Arrows for Lee and Black. 

Blanket for each Indian. 

Scalping knife for each Indian. 

Revolvers, cushion and paddles for battle effect off stage. 



STAGE DIRECTIONS. 

R. means right of stage; C, center; R.C., right center; 
L., left; up stage, away from footlights; down stage, near 
footlights. The actor is supposed to be facing the audi- 
ence. 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 



Scene: Wood set, full stage, with rugged mountain 
drop if available; otherwise wood drop. (But scenery is 
not essential as this skit can be played on any platform. ) 
Up stage, C, stands an Indian tepee or wigwam, with open- 
ing toward footlights and flaps thrown back to reveal inte- 
rior. Inside tepee is a tripod from which hangs a kettle. 

(A tepee can generally be borrowed from some juvenile 
owner. A small-sized one, five or six feet high, will answer 
the purpose. If the regular thing is not available it can 
be easily made. Take five or six slender poles, such as 
bean poles or clothes props, and tie a stout cord or a wire 
around the bundle near one end. Then set them up, with 
the tied ends at the top, and spread the lozver ends in the 
form of a circle to make a tepee shape of the proper pro- 
portions. The base ends can be tacked lightly to the stage, 
or a long cord may be tied around the base from each pole 
to the next, after the frame is in position, to prevent spread- 
ing. Throw a big tent canvas, tarpaulin, awning or pieces 
of burlap over the framework, leaving a space open in the 
front, and the tepee is made.) 

Under the kettle a "fire" is to be kindled, and for this 
purpose red electric light should be used if available, to be 
turned on at the proper cue. It should be masked in front 
with a few bits of zvood. If there is not electricity, a candle 
behind a piece of red glass will answer the purpose. Use 
great caution with this or zvith red tableau fire. Be sure 
to comply zvith fire laws. 

Music: For rise, characteristic Indian music, such as 
Indian War Dance (No. 6, page 4, in Emerson's Moving 
Picture Music Folio, price $1.25, T. S..Denison & Co.) 

White and Lee enter from up L. White walks briskly 
and pompously down to footlights C. Lee drags himself 

5 



6 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

wearily after him, and when well on spies the tepee. He is 
eyeing it critically when addressed by White. Music di- 
minishes. 

White. Come on, yo' shuffle-footed niggah. We'll never 
get anywhere if yo'-all don't shuffle dem feet a little live- 
lier. (Music stops.) 

Lee. Dat's all I been doin' fo' de last seventy-two hours. 

White. What's all yo' been doin'? 

Lee. Shufflin' mah dogs. {Still looking the tepee over.) 

White. Don't you know what dat am? 

Lee. Course I don't. What am it? 

White. Dat am a place where dey smoke hams. 

Lee (dropping both grips). Oh, Lawdy ! (Shuffles over 
on a half run and looks inside tepee and all around it.) 

White. What am yo' lookin' fo', Washington? 

Lee (coining down, disappointedly). Ham. 

White. Wliat would yo'-all do wid a ham? 

Lee (looking disgustedly at White). What would yo'- 
all do wid a ham ! Yo' black hippopotamus ! What would 
a starved hyena do wid a leg o' lamb? I tell yo', man, I'm 
starved ! 

White. Ham wouldn't appease yo' appetite unless yo' 
had about a dozen of aigs on de side, wid mashed potatoes 
an' plenty of gravy — 

Lee (angrily). Stop right where yo' at! 

White. What's de matter? 

Lee. Don't yo' go pourin' kerosene on a fire dat am al- 
ready burnin' up mah intestines! 

White. Dat am 'zactly what I had fo' breakfast dis 
mohnin'. 

Lee. What yo'-all had fo' breakfast ain't gwine to give 
me indigestion. 

White. Had po'k chops, mashed potatoes, cream gravy, 
hot biscuits and plenty of butter and honey yesterday. 

Lee (with a pained expression). Have a heart, have a 
heart ! All I had was de pleasure of lookin' th'ough de win- 
dow and watchin' yo' eat yo' fool head off widout even 
axin' me in to give yo' a lift. 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 7 

White. Oh, Washington, yo' smell so of de liv'y stable 
I couldn't ax yo'-all in to dat swell hotel. Had it been a 
beanery — 

Lee (interrupting). Why didn't yo' let me go back to 
de kitchen where I could make myseff right at home, when 
I suggested it? 

White. Dat would have reflected upon my nobility, 
'cause I told de proprietor of dat hotel dat I was an Indian 
prince traveling incognito and dat yo' was my valet. 

Lee. And how about dat other hotel de dav befo' yis- 
te'dy ? 

White. Dat was de swellest place in de heart of dese 
mountains — a millionaire's club. I had chicken a-la-king 
fo' breakfast, chicken a-la-Maryland fo' dinner, chicken 
a-la — 

Lee. Neveh yo' mind recitin' no Pullman bill-o'-fare ! 
What did yo'-all bell de high mogul of dat place about me ? 

White. Same as I told de last proprietor of — 

Lee. Same as yo' been tellin' ev'ybody. Here yo' go 
travelin' all de way from Omaha, fou'teen days, livin' on 
de fat of de land an' passin' yo'seff off fo' what yo' ain't 
and passin' me off fo' what I never was — yo' eatin' six an' 
seven times a day an' I once ev'y two weeks. 

White. Are yo' really hungry, Washington? 

Lee. Am I really hungry! Yo' mean, selfish, low-down 
orang-outang ! Am I really hungry, Washington ! 

White. Jack-rabbits is plentiful around here through 
these sage brush. 

Lee. Yes, but who wants a jack-rabbit when he can't 
induce him to wait a minute? Ev'y jack-rabbit I've seen 
jes' took one look at ma' starved expression and jes' nat- 
urally ran hisself to death to git away from me. 

White. What did yo'-all do wid dem nice chicken 
sandwiches I bought yo' when we left Omaha? 

Lee. What did I do wid 'em? (Looking hard at White.) 
What did yo' do wid 'em ? Last I saw of dem dey was 
preparin' to associate wid dat chicken a-la-king and dat 
chicken a-la-Marvland. 



8 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

White. Did I eat 'em? 

Lee. Did I eat 'em! Yo' jes' swallowed 'em raw like 
yo' do eve'ything yo' set yo' eyes on. Yo' am de most 
eatin'est niggah I ever met in all mah bohn days. Yo' eat 
ev'ything yo' can lay yo' hands on. 

White. I wouldn't say dat about yo', Washington. 

Lee. 'Cou'se yo' wouldn't say dat about yo', Washing- 
ton ! How can yo', less yo' lie like yo' can eat! {Tapping 
foot nervously.) I tell yo' I'm starved. I ain't a goin' to 
live long if dis kind of fastin' business keeps up. (Again 
turning and sizing up the tepee.) I jes' wish I could see 
a ham or two layin' around in there dat wasn't workin'. 

White. I tell you, again, Washington, I wouldn't give 
two bits for all de ham on de market unless there was a 
nest or two of nice fresh aigs — 

Lee. There yo' go, teasin' mah appetite again. What 
do I care what yo' wouldn't care fo'? I'm worryin' about 
my own stomach. Jes' show me a ham, an' I won't be fussy 
whether they's a nest or two of aigs close by or not. Jes' 
yo' show me a ham, I say ! I dare yo' to. 

White. I'll do dat little thing fo' yo', Washington. 

Lee. When ? 

White. I'll show yo'-all a ham de next place we strike. 

Lee. Show it to me, dat's all. Yo'll be mighty particu- 
lar dat I get no closer dan seein' distance. 

White. I couldn't trust yo' wid a whole ham. 

Lee. Don't need to be a whole ham. Jes' a po'tion. 
Ain't gwine to quarrel wid yo'-all over de size of it. Jes' 
show me what a slice of ham looks like. I ain't seen one 
so long dat I fo'got jes' how dey look. 

White. To show yo' one would merely aggravate yo' 
appetite. 

Lee. Neveh yo' mind what it will do to mah appetite. 
Jes' yo' show yo' good intentions. Yo' point one out to 
me and I'll git it. (Expressing hunger.) Doesn't have to 
be smoked. I could eat it raw. I tell yo', man, it's a crime 
to be standin' here talkin' about eatin' and there isn't a 
thing to eat within fo'ty miles of us. 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 9 

White. Haven't I been urgin' yo' to hurry along? 

Lee. How can I hurry when I haven't de strength to 
drag mah dogs along afteh me? (White starts to exit 
down R.) How far is fo'ty miles? (Picks up grips.) 

White. Fo'ty miles am de distance from here to where 
yo' am goin' to see dat ham. 

Lee (dragging his feet after him). I'm afraid dat me 
and dat ham am neveh gwin' to meet each other. 
Captain Nathaniel Black enters up R. 

Black. Halt! Who goes there? (Comes doivn stage 
from up R. Lee and White turn abruptly and try to 
salute, Lee very awkwardly.) 

Black (coming down and confronting than). Who are 
you and what am yo' doin' heah in dis dangerous section of 
de country ? 

White. We is tourists. 

Black. Afoot or a-horseback? 

Lee. Don't know. 

Black (looking sharply at Lee and eyeing him crit- 
ically). Don't know what? 

Lee. Whether we's afoot or a-horseback. 

Black. Well, it's time yo' were findin' out. Do yo'-all 
know where yo're at? 

Lee. I don't. Ax him. (Motioning toward White.) 

Black (to White). Did yo' hear me? 

White. Yes, I heard yo' but I wasn't listenin'. 

Black. Yo' betta' had be. (An Indian war-whoop, 
made by rapid slapping of hand over mouth as a shrill yell 
is produced, is heard from off stage.) 

Lee. Dat am de wail of a jack-rabbit. 

Black. Jack-rabbit your eye ! That was an Indian. 
These mountains are full of 'em ! (Both White and Lee 
tremble as Black looks off stage excitedly.) De most 
bloodthirsty tribe of red men known to us soldiers is to be 
found in this valley and throughout these mountains. Our 
regiment of trained colored cavalry has been wiped out and 
replaced a half-dozen times by those red devils in the last 
six months. (Another Indian war-whoop off stage.) 



10 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

Lee. Say, boss, yo'-all don't happen to have a stray 
sandwich in yo' pocket, does yo'? 

Black. What? Thinkin' of eatin' with death starin' yo* 
in de face? 

Lee. Death am been starin' me in de face so long dat I 
become used to it. Cou'se I'm nervous, but I sho' would 
like to have jes' one square meal befo' I die. 

White. T say, officer. Is there no way out of dis ter- 
rible predicament? (Displays considerable agitation.) 

Lee (aside). Chicken a-la-king! Chicken a-la-Mary- 
land! (M / hile Lee is talking to himself he spies White 
and Black whispering. Aloud.) If yo'-all swear dat yo' 
can git me a ham bone or somethin' like it to gnaw on after 
de fracas am over, I'll clean up dis whole country of yo' 
Injuns. I'd jes' fight mah way th'ough an army bigger dan 
Napoleon's fo' a glass of beer and a cheese sandwich. 

White (looking longingly at Lee). Beer! Where did I 
last hear dat word? 

Black. It used to be in de dictionary but it ain't no 
mo'. (Indian it'ar-whoop in the distance. All shozv ner- 
vousness as more war-zvhoops are heard.) I tell you, we 
are liable to be surrounded and annihilated. I can get 
away, but how about you? Are you afoot or a-horseback, 
I asked you? 

Lee. I'd be satisfied if I had a mule. 

White. We are afoot. 

Black. Then you are lost! Lost, I say! (Starts to exit 
R. as if to make his escape, as Indian xvar-whoops become 
more numerous.) 

White (pleading). Yo' wouldn't leave us here to de 
mercy of dem Indians, would yo'? Dey am liable to scalp 
us. 

Lee (aside, as Black returns). Make no diff'ence if 
dey scalped me. I'm so hungry I'd never feel it. 

Black. There is only one possible chance for you two 
fellows to make yo' escape. If yo'-all am clever and do 
'zactly what I tells yo', yo' can outwit those Injuns and 
make a lot of money besides. De government am offering 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 11 

a reward of five dollars fo' ev'y Injun scalp we produce. 
Of course dey am hard to get. Yo' must kill de Injun befo' 
yo'-all can scalp him. De chances is he will kill yo' first. 

Lee. What am de use fussin' wid 'em? Let's make 
friends wid 'em. Maybe we could get somepin' to eat. 
{More Indian cries are heard.) 

White (very scared). Pay no attention to him! Tell 
me how to go about scalpin' dese red devils. 

Black. Dere am no use fightin' an Injun in de openin'. 
Yo' got to take advantage of him. He will kill yo' first 
if yo' don't. Yo' got to let him get very close to yo'. 
(W'hite trembles and Lee begins to shiver a little.) Let 
him almost pounce upon yo', ready to plunge his knife in 
yo'. (Black groans and Lee bats his eyes and moistens 
his lips with his tongue.) Just as he is ready to sink his 
steel into yo' — Have yo'-all got a boiler kivver about yo'? 

Lee. Ax him. (Points to White.) Maybe he has. I 
ain't got nothin'. 

White (as Black looks at him). What yo'-all mean 
by a boiler kivver? 

Black. A kivver to a boiler. Don't vo'-all know what 
that is? 

White (turning to Lee). Why haven't yo' got a 
boiler kivver wid yo'? I told yo' when we left Omaha to 
bring along eve'thing we'd need. 

Lee. The ve'y thing I most needed yo' done eat up. 
(More Indian calls.) 

Black. We have no time to waste arguing. If yo' 
have no boiler kivver yo' must get the next best thing 
if yo' want to live long enough to tell it. Here, take 
dis! (Quickly draws a hand mirror from his pocket and 
hands it to Lee.) When an Indian is stealin' up to plunge 
his blade into yo' (louder war-ivhoops off stage) yo' wait, 
as I said befo', until he is ready to pounce upon yo*. 
Then you stick this mirror right up into his face and 
let him see himself. An Injun has never seen his re- 
flection, and it will so daze him that he will begin dancin' 
all around yo'. Yo' keep him hypnotized, and when yo' get 



12 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

him just where yo' want him, then yo' (turning to White 
and handing him a stuffed club), hit him in de back of de 
head, and when he falls, pounce on him and scalp him. 
I will give yo' five dollars fo' every scalp. (The war- 
whoops greatly increase and Black hurries tozvard exit.) 
Do 'zactly as I say. (Exit Black up R.) 

White. When are we goin' to see you again? 

Black (calling back from off stage). After yo' have 
scalped all de Injuns. (In the meantime Lee has been look- 
ing at himself in the mirror.) ■ 

White. Neveh mind admiring yo'seff. We got to get 
busy. (Cries are getting closer and very loud.) 

Lee. Do yo' know, I'm gettin' so thin I can hardly 
recognize mahseff. (Cries come closer.) Here, yo' take 
dis and give me dat club. My hands is steadier. 

White (shivering). Oh, no. Yo' too weak to hit 
hard enough to kill him. 

Dynamite comes stealing in from back. 

White. Look, Washington, look ! 

Both turn and start stealing around Dynamite as he en- 
ters and encircles stage. All eyes are centered as they 
maneuver stealthily. 

White. Keep yo' eye on him, Washington ! 

Dynamite. Huh ! Me kill pale-face — black-face, too. 

Lee. Hang on to yo' club, Rastus. 

White. Push it in he's face, Washington ! Push it in 
he's face ! 

Lee. He won't stand still long enough. (Dynamite 
makes a lunge at Lee, who sidesteps and trips White.) 
Look out, Rastus! (White scrambles to his feet and al- 
most faints as Lee pushes mirror before the face of Dy- 
namite and instantly entrances him. Dynamite starts 
dancing an Indian dance around Lee in a circle as he looks 
hypnotically into the mirror.) Soak him, Rastus! (But 
the situation becomes so funny that White turns his back 
and laughs loud and heartily, as he sways forward and 
backward, slapping his hands to his knees to emphasize his 






THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 13 

delight.) Hit 'em. ] say, befo' lie makes up his mind to 
stop admirin' hisself. ( But White keeps pounding his knees 
and roaring as Dynamite encircles Lee. Lee keeps 
calling to White to "soak the Injun." Finally he gels 
close enough to White to reach out with his fool and kick 
him hard from behind. White instantly recovers his emu 
posure, strikes a commanding attitude and frowns at Lee.) 
Soak him on de bean, I tell yo'! (White strides leisurely 
up as Dynamite keeps encircling Lee, nonchalantly swings 
the club and floors the Indian. They hop upon him, lake 
his knife and go through the pretense of scalping him. They 
immediately drag him off stage and return, White admir- 
ingly holding aloft a ling to resemble the Indian's scalp.) 

White. Mah fust five dollahs ! 

Lee. Yes, yo' chicken-eatin' niggah, it's gwine to be yo' 
last if yo' keep me in danger de next time as long as you 
did. 

White (laughing). Oh, but I jes' couldn't he'p laughin'. 
Washington, yo' looked so funny ; jes' like yo'-all was 
doin' some fancy dance. ( Laughing heartily.) My, but yo' 
cert'inly am one brave man. 

Lee. Neveh mind testin' mah bravery. Yo' jes' go on 
about yo' business and swing dat club when I tells yo'. 

White (shaking his sides laughing). I 'spected to see 
yo' drop dead de minute dat Injun look in yo' eye. An 1 
wasn't a bit skeered. 

Lee. Oh, no! Yo' wasn't a bit skeered. Yo' was jes' 
experiencin' de delight of you' life — 'specially when yo' 
fell over yo'sefr gettin' out of dat Injun's way. 

White. I tells you, Washington, I jes' can't help laughin'. 

His fit of loud laughter is suddenly cut short by a war- 
whoop as Tangle-Foot comes staggering on the stage. 
White trembles and is afraid lo turn and look. Lee jumps 
with fright so that his hat tills over one eye as he wheels 
and confronts Tangle-Foot, who staggers down stage. 

Tangle-Foot (yells). Ye-haw! (Lifts bottle to his 
mouth and pretends to drink.) 



14 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

Lee (imitating him). Ye-haw! (Starts to tiptoe around 
in a circle to get an advantageous position. The club falls 
from White's hand and the bottle from Tangle-Foot's.) 

Tangle-Foot. Ye-haw! (Comes to his senses and draws 
his knife to go after Lee. White falls sprawling and re- 
gains his feet in an effort to get behind Lee. Tangle-Foot 
and Lee maneuver, with White keeping well behind Lee 
till he gets a chance to regain his club. The same business 
and about the same speeches that appear in the foregoing 
scene with Dynamite are repeated, except that it takes 
White a little longer to make up his mind to slug Tangle- 
Foot. After Tangle-Foot has been scalped and dragged 
off stage, the two negroes return, with White holding 
aloft the second wig in admiration.) 

Lee (snatching it). Give me dat! Don't think yo' gwine 
to monopolize de scalp industry like yo' have de eatin' busi- 
ness. 

White (indignantly). Yo' workin' fo' me, ain't yo'? 

Lee. No, san ! Jes' workin' wid yo', das all. An' to em- 
phasize ouah business relations, yo'-all am goin' to do de 
hypnotizin' and me de slayin' from now on. (Offers the 
mirror to White.) 

White. Oh, no ! Nobody can hypnotize like yo' kin. 

Lee. Yo'-all mistaken. Yo' de greatest hyp artist dat 
ever was. Yo' hypnotized me into walkin' fo' hundred 
miles in fo'teen days widout eatin' so much as a grass- 
sandwich. (Reaches for stuffed club.) Gimme dat. I say, 
befo' I turn yo' over to de man-eatin' Injuns. 

Grabs the club and exchanges the mirror for it. A sud- 
den Indian war-cry just back of them makes them scramble 
for positions, with White shaking all over as he encircles 
Horse's-Tail, who enters and stealthily shifts from one 
place to the other with knife drawn and ready to strike. 

Horse's-Tail. Black man lose scalp. Huh ! 

White. Come on, Washington, take dis mirror! It am 
ready to drop. (Lee is duplicating White's previous busi- 
ness, laughing fit to kill himself. Let the business be prac- 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL IS 

tically the same as preceding ones and the speeches also, 
except that Lee and White arc reversed. When Lek has 
kept White longer really than he himself had been kept, 
he wields the club and the same business follows, with both 
coming back on stage with wig suspended in Lee's hand.) 

Lee {eagerly). Wait till I git somewhere where I can 
buy something. I's gwine to eat till de town runs out of 
ev'ything. 

White (panting and mopping his brozv). I tells yo\ 
Washington, dat was a close call! Dat Injun stood still 
once and looked right straight at me instead of de mirror. 
I sho' was sheered. 

Lee. I seen dat. I was jes' wishin' he'd git yo' fo' what 
yo' did to me. 

White. Dem are harsh words, Washington. 

Lee. Yo' have a whole lot a-comin' to yo' fo' de ad- 
vantage yo' have taken of mail innocence. 

White. Don't you wish wc-z\\ was back in Omaha? 

Lei:. I wish / was. Don't care a whole lot what becomes 
of yo'-all. 

Hot-Dog creeps on stage, C. unseen by them, and starts 
stealing on hands and feet up behind both. 

Lee. Have a sneakin' idea dat we two ain't alone right 
now. (Begins to shift his eyes and venture a look half 
back of him.) 

Hot-Dog. Ye-aw ! (White fairly rocks with fright as 
he turns quickly and confronts the Indian. He is about to 
collapse as Lee grabs mirror and tries to flash it before 
Indian's face. White regains his footing and staggers 
around behind Lee.) Black-face no can fool Hot-Dog. Me 
no look at what you got in hand. Ye-aw! Injun want 
blood ! 

More whoops, and Indians crowd on stage and try to en- 
circle White and Lee. At last Lee breaks into a run, cir- 
cling around stage, with Indians after him, yelling. White 
sees his opportunity to escape and Lee follows on a dead 
run. They exit with band of Indians after them. They re- 



16 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

cross stage a little farther up, with Indians in hot pursuit. 
They next cross down close to footlights, their backs filled 
with arrows, which arc slipped on them while they are in the 
wings. All exit running as before. The yelling increases 
and Big Chief Roaring-Bull comes marching on with 
White, followed by Little Chief Snake-Eater holding 
fast to Lee's arm. Other Indians are dancing their native 
steps about stage as they come on to indicate their great 
joy. The two darkies are lined up and the Indians all 
dance in a circle about them. 

Lee (to Big Chief). Say, boss, yo'-all don't happen to 
have a ham sandwich in yo' pocket, has yo' ? 

White (to Big Chief). Fo' de sake of mah wife and 
fo'teen children back in Louisiana, spahr mah life! If yo' 
must commit murder, pick on him. (Points to Lee.) 

Lee. Don't tell an Injun who to pick on. Dey am can- 
nibals, and dey loves fat folks, not skinny ones like me. 
Don' yo' wish yo' hadn't eat up so much ? 

Big Chief (as Indians rush back off stage and bring 
forth kindling as if to start a fire). Black-face burn at 
stake! Black-face scalp my people! 

White. Honest to goodness, we didn't. I mean, I 
didn't. There's yo' assassin. (Points to Lee.) 

Lee (pointing to White). Search and seize him. He 
am de guilty party. (Big Chief pulls wig from White's 
inside pocket.) Didn't I tell yo'? (Tries to conceal his 
own two wigs.) 

Big Chief. One scalp. Black-face die one time. ( Tunis 
and catches Lee trying to conceal his wigs. Takes them 
from him. Holds up the two.) Black-face die two time. 
(Indian music. The singing of native war songs and the 
dancing of native war dances begins as a "fire" is started 
under the kettle. White is upon his knees, praying aloud.) 

White. Oh, Lawd, help me in dis hour of trouble. Save 
me from dese blood-drinkin' redskins. If yo'-all can't help 
me, don't do nothing to help de Injuns. 

Lee (down on his knees). Oh, Lawd, I have tasted of 
thy muhcy, and I does know that thou art generous. If 



THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 17 

thou art as muhciful to me as I would love yo' to be, pre- 
vail upon someone to present me wid jes' one ham sand- 
wich before I die. (Music stops. Hot-Dog comes forward 
and hands Lee a sandwich.) 

Indians (shout protestingly in unison). Hot Dog! 

Lee. What I care if it am a hot dog or not, jes' so long 
as it am fit to eat. 

Fast and furious shooting is heard off stage (battle ef- 
fect with cushion and paddles and revolvers). Indians 
start to scatter. Black comes rushing on, firing his re- 
volver. Indians fall as fast as he fires until the stage is 
cleared of the living red men. Black comes up to White 
and Lee and lifts them from their knees to their feet. He 
smiles as he looks them over and takes in the situation be- 
fore speaking. 

Black. Well, how much money have yo'-all made? 

Lee (pointing to White). Ask him. 

Black (turning to White). How much? 

White. Ask de Injun wid all de feathers down his back. 
He got all de scalps. 

Lee. I's mighty sorry I scalped any of 'em. 

Black. Why yo' change of heart? 

Lee (biting into sandwich and chewing until he cannot 
be understood when he fries to talk). Wu — ve — vv — v — 
wu — vv — (The crumbs fall as he struggles to articulate.) 

Black. When yo' has finished yo' meal I'll talk to yo'. 
I was goin' to invite yo' over to our mess camp and treat 
yo' to real army cookin', but since yo' has fared so well I'll 
jes' pass yo' up and take yo' friend along. 

Lee (lets the sandwich fall in crumbs to the floor as 
lie tries to clear his mouth at the sound of Black's invita- 
tion to camp. Black and White converse in whisper and 
Lee finally rids himself of the crumbs and addresses 
Black). Neveh mind takin' him. He already filled up 
to de neck wid chicken a-la-Maryland. I ain't had nothin' 
to eat since Adam was a baby. Honest to goodness, I ain't ! 
I's starved. (Black and White exit R. and Lee looks off 



18 THE BATTLE OF ROARING-BULL 

after them.) What? Yo'-all ain't gwine to leave me here 
vvid dese blood-thusty Injuns, is yo'? 

Black {calling from back of stage). It's fo' miles to 
de tent. Come on, if yo' feels inclined. 

Lee (to himself, as he looks down pitifully at his feet). 
Feety ! Feety ! Does yo' think yo' able to hold out till I 
gits there? 

Black (from off stage). Come on, if yo' comin'. 

Lee (looking lingeringly after them). Is yo' afoot or 
a-horseback ? 

Black (coming back and sticking his head in on stage). 
Yo' made one pretty good fight fo' a hungry man. Yo' is 
entitled to git anything which yo' got a wish fo' to git. 

Lee (brightening up and smiling from ear to ear). Is I? 

Black. Yo' cert'nly is. 

Lee. Den gimme a mule ! ( Sits down on suitcase as if 
to rest comfortably while waiting.) 

Quick Curtain. 



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